Celeb

Authors Notes :

Celebrities. Ha... What are they? Really? Someone better than us.. That seems right... They look better, act nicer, and are just plain better than us. US. Some people would probably be mad at celebrities for just being who they are and becoming so popular. What sells them the most is their looks. Admit it. You only like some celebrities because they are the sexiest thing you have laid eyes on. Ever. I for one have fallen in love with.. Ah.. Many celebrities. All guys. All in music... in one way or another. All of them chick magnets. Things like this suck. Who do I like? Who do I dream about at night and who do I jerk off to? Hmm... Carson Daly is one of them, followed by Nick and Brian of the Backstreet Boys, and Justin of *Nsync. Laugh at me now.. It is actually really funny... I'm telling you, the whole entire world, my fantasies about these men. It is really funny. Really.. I mean it.

Of course this story is COMPLETELY FICTION even though I wish it weren't.., but eh. who cares if it's real or not.. Lol... this is the first part... 1-4... Yesh.. I hope the first part makes sense, cause I didn't proofread it very good.. Hehe... oh well... e-mail me at moontuxj@hotmail.com if you want to get in touch or if you actually liked the story.. Hehe or if you hate it.. E-mail me and tel me why.. Inquiring minds wish to know.. ;p

see you peeps in part two if this one works out.. Heh heh

Ce-leb-ri-ty \se-'leb-ret-e\ n, pl -ties (15c) 1 : the state of being celebrated 2 : a celebrated person.

Celeb.

Prologue.

I'm just out of high-school, 18 years old, and well... gay. That sums it up for you right? I'm a horny little freak (insert hint of sarcasm please). I'm about 6ft 2in and have black hair cut short and brown eyes. My skin has a nice tan and my build seems normal. I have a nice four-pack from all my Phys Ed classes I actually participated in and my dick is about 8.5 inches cut. As a matter of fact why not just put yourself in my place. I think that will be better for you and you won't have to fantasize about some other guy fucking your boy. = )

My parents wanted me to go to college and I will. Not now of course. First I wanted to go meet my favorite person in the world, Carson Daly. He is so... hehe... sexy.. Well to me. Maybe not to you of course, but he is to me. Anyways I wanted to take a trip then to MTV studios in New York. Since I lived in Virginia it wasn't going to take long to get there. My friend Caryn who lived in New York was going to let me move into her apartment with her until I had to go, so you know.. It was a two for one deal. See my friend and see my boy. I took it. My trip took about two days considering I sped down the highways at 80 an hour.. Hehe... got a couple of tickets, but oh well worry about them later... and a skip and a jump later.. The story begins.

I arrived at Caryn's house at about ten at night. She was awake of course and looked beautiful in all her splendor. Her hair was brown and in a pony tail and her blue eyes brought out her pretty, yet tired, smile nicely. She was a pretty girl. Leave it at that. I hugged her and we sat down to watch some TV. After a lot of small talk we decided to sleep. Hehehe.

"There is an extra bedroom for guests past the bathroom," Caryn said her voice trailing.

"And where would the bathroom be?" I replied back

"Right over there," she stated pointing down a hall, "There are some extra blankets in the closet over there. Let me get you some."

"You. Sleep," I laughed as she tried to walk to closet bumping into everything.

"You sure? I mean it's no problem." She protested.

"Go. Sleep." I continued my one word sentences.

"Okay, night Jeff," she said half awake.

"Jeff isn't my name Caryn.. My name is Adam. Remember?"

"Oh.. Yeah...... must............ sleep." she moaned.

I laughed as she staggered to her bedroom and I headed towards mine. When I got into the room I realized it was decorated with all the BSB splendor of Nick. The banana, as we called him. I unpacked my clothed into the drawers provided and placed my mice, Frick and Frack, on the window sill next to my bed. The bed was king sized for some reason and I found it very comfortable. I laid on the bed and examined the posters hanging from the wall. Nick Carter was incredibly cute. Incredibly sexy. I turned to one picture where he was shirtless, wet, and licking his lips. Oh god.. I instantly tore off my pants and stripped away my shirt. Through my boxers I pulled out my hardon and rubbed the shaft of it with my forefingers. I moaned a bit to myself and began to fantasize and plan out a whole erotic story.

"

I was at a Backstreet Boys concert and they were just finishing up. Most of them had stripped down their shirts from the heat and were singing bare chested. They were all hot. I was in the fourth row and had managed to get one of the backstage passes they had thrown out to the crowd earlier. They ended with "Get Down" and then went off stage. It was over for most people, but not for me. I walked backstage and showed the guard my pass. He let me through and I get to search around at the little party. All of them were there. Nick was sitting alone at a table drinking something and I walked up to him.

"Hey," he said, "You want an autograph right?"

"No," was all I said back.

"Well then, Sit and talk." he was obviously surprised.

I smiled at him and sat across from him at the table. We chatted for about thirty minutes and then the band said they had to go pretty soon. Nick hurriedly grabbed me and took me to his dressing room. When we walked in he locked the door behind him and immediately following grabbed me and kissed me. His tongue explored my mouth and as soon as my tension eased up I returned the favor. We broke apart and he began to speak.

"You taste really good." he said.

"You taste much better," I replied back calmly and coolly.

"Lets see how the rest of you taste," he chuckled grinning.

He jolted down to my pants and unzipped them taking out my cock. He examined it and then soon was all over the head like it was candy. He licked the precum off my head as a moan escaped my lips. He moved his lips down to my shaft and licked it all over. Up and down multiple times. He then took my balls and sucked them both. He then returned to my pounding head and took in my whole cock. All eight inches. He slowly pumped his head up and down it writhing his tongue all around. Soon I grabbed the back of his head and began to make him pump faster. He complied and was soon sucking my dick like there was no tomorrow.

"

"Oh.. God....." I said to myself as I pumped my cock for the final times.

A large string of cum flew up to my chest and into my mouth. That was the first time it had ever gone that far, ever. Four more thick strands of the goo shot out and onto my stomach and I scooped some of it up and shoved it into my mouth. It tasted so sweet and salty. It was delicious. My hand ,still fist-shaped around my cock, stayed in that position as I passed out and went to sleep.

When my eyes actually opened, I wasn't awake, I noticed Caryn was already up and about doing something. Once she was finished she walked into my room and tapped my shoulder.

"Hey wake up! Don't you have to be down at MTV in like 30 minutes to go meet Carson and be in the audience?" she said annoyed.

"Huh? Yeah.. Why?"I asked

"Cause you only have 30 min and it takes 15 to get there!" she yelled at me.

"Oh..." was all I said as I stumbled to get my clothes on.

"By the way, who is the guest today?" she asked.

"I dunno... The Backstreet Boys again.. I think." I stated still half awake.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she screamed as loud as she could.

"SHUT UP!" I snapped back and she got quiet real quick, "Only two of them will be there."

"Who WHO WHOOO?!" she said totally pumped.

I smirked, "Brian and Howie."

Her smile immediately went flat as I broke the news to her, "Why not NICK?"

"Cause he's a fruit. Remember?"

"But, he's my fruit!" she protested.

I just smiled at her and began to head out the door.

"You coming?" I asked.

She nodded at me and we both left. We hopped in my blue sunfire and were off. The traffic was backed up right where the city began so we parked and decided to walk. We were going to be late and we hoped that wouldn't matter much sense we had our passes into the show.

We arrived at the studio thirty minutes late and rushed inside. We held our passes out just in case anyone tried to stop us and when we got up there the boys still hadn't come out.

"Good." I said, "They haven't come out yet." I whispered eagerly.

Caryn just giggled to herself a bit.

Suddenly I was pushed from behind and was thrown on camera. I landed on my face and immediately became embarrassed. Two strong arms began to lift me up and I looked away blushing. He brushed off my clothes and started talking.

"Hey, dude, I'm sorry I didn't see you there and we were running because we were late," he said scared.

"Good going Brian plow right into the poor kid," another man laughed behind me.

At that moment Carson decided to speak up, "Good thing we were showing a video kid or your sorry ass would have been all over America!"

It took me a while to take everything in. Carson just said I was free of humiliation. Carson just talked to me! Then after I regained my breath I played back the conversation between the two guys. The second person had said Brian. Brian Litrell! He was holding me! I turned to look him in the eyes and almost died. His baby blues were so great looking I would have kissed him right there.

"Kid? You okay?" he asked again.

"Y-yeah... I... I want... you..."

"What?" he said a bit surprised.

"I said... Yeah I'm okay," I quickly snapped to attention.

"Good," he said back to me smiling and patting my back, "Why don't you stay after the show so we can talk?"

"Oh.. Uhm... okay.." I said.

After Howie and Brian went on stage the MTV stage hands said I had to leave because I was too late. Of course I protested, but still I left and me and Caryn sat on the steps with me outside the studio.

"OH MY GOD! THAT WA BRIAN! AHHHH!" Caryn yelled into my ears.

"Caryn... calm down... we get to see them later," I replied.

She panted for a bit before saying, " we do?"

"Yeah, Brian said to stay after and we could chat." I smiled at her.

"Oh." she said dumbfounded.

"Too bad you didn't get to meet Carson," she said back continuing the conversation.

"Yeah, sucks." I said.

We chatted like that for an extra hour or so before Brian came back and invited us inside. I walked beside him and he held my hand the whole way while Caryn was clinging to Howie. The thought made me laugh, we each had our own personal boy. They took us to Carson's dressing room and so I did actually get to meet him. But now he was second priority. I was here with Brian, holding his hand, and he didn't care. The thought made me feel weird inside. It made me feel wrong, but still... I was there..

"So, how long have you been a fan of TRL and the BSB?" Carson asked me like I was in an interview.

"Since this summer," I said staring into his dreamy eyes.

"Oh. That's cool." was all he said in return.

We sat there in a sort of paused moment for about two minutes or so until Caryn decided to break the uncomfortable moment.

"I'm your biggest fan! Mwa ha ha!" Caryn blurted out to Howie abruptly.

"Oh are you? And what is your name then?" he asked.

"My name is Caryn," she started pointing to herself.

"What's your name bro?" Carson asked me.

That's when I realized that they didn't know our names. I had just clung to Brian and he didn't even know my name. A sudden rush of guilt and forcefulness rushed through my body and made me feel bad.. Real bad....

"Uh... erm..... heh heh....My name is Adam. Er..." I said stupidly.

Everyone just sort of stared at me blankly. I must have been very red because my face was overheating like hell.

"Hey, I'm gonna go eat," Caryn said breaking the endless silence, yet again, "Anyone wanna come?"

Howie jumped up and blurted out a yes while Carson, Brian, and I just shook our heads no. They both left and I was sitting there with Brian Litrell and Carson Daly. I was in heaven.

"This is real awkward," I said thinking out loud.

"Huh? Why is that?" Brian asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"So what are you into, Adam?" Brian asked me trying his best to seem interested.

"What am I into?!" I yelped out surprised at the question.

"Yeah, like what are your hobbies?" Brian said trying to hide a giggle.

"I like to eat. Heh heh.. Er.. In fact I think I'll go get some food with Caryn," I said worriedly standing up and getting ready to leave.

Carson put his hand on my shoulder, "Where ya running' off to bud? Stay.. Common.."

I sort of whimpered, turned, and looked into his eyes. Dreamy. I stared for about thirty seconds into his eyes lost in thought and turned away again.

Carson let go of my shoulder and I left heading towards the restroom. The bathroom was surprisingly, no never mind, clean with only one stall. I thought it was rather weird for a T.V. studio. I sat down on the toilet and began to think about what just happened. `That was one of the weirdest experiences of my life and I was really... idiotic... Or maybe I just thought I was. I bet their making fun of me right now. God I'm such a screw up!'

My eyes began to water as I sat there and pitied myself, as I so often did. Tears streamed down my cheeks and I just let them roll of my face. Soon my nose began to run and I decided it was time to leave. I got up and began to twist open the door, but someone on the other side was already trying and the door opened by itself.

"Hey.. I thought you were going for food," It was Brian.

"I lied." I cried out.

"What's wrong?" he asked me pretending to be worried. Or so I thought.

"Nothing. I'm fine. I just had to go to the bathroom," I lied again while pushing past him. I didn't need to make a bigger ass of myself and burst out in tears. As soon as I left the building I turned down the closest alley and sat down behind a trash can and cried my eyes out. The biggest day of my life and I blew it. What was wrong with me! Damn you Adam!

The door to the studio opened and Brian stepped out with someone else. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but soon a limo pulled up to the curb and he was gone. Figuring it was safe I got up and left my spot of mourn. Caryn met me at the stairs of the studio.

"You missed Brian and Howie's lovely departure." she said as I approached.

"Hmm."

"Are you okay? You look like you've been crying." she said.

"Today was not my day Caryn.."

"I'm sorry, better luck next time?" she said cheerfully.

"Next time?" I asked.

"Howie gave me tickets to their concert at Radio City tonight! MTV is going to be reviewing it too, so maybe Carson will be there too!"

I looked at her and smiled, "Why not take another friend?"

"But.. I wanna take you.."

"I don't wanna go.... I'm not up to it." I sighed.

"Howie said he'd get Brian to take his shirt off!" she sneaked in slyly.

"Fine! I'll go!" I yelled throwing my hands up in the air, "Don't think you got me with that shirt thing though! I'm not that perverted. Some people! Sheesh."

"It's not perverted.. It's human nature!" she smiled.

"Shut up." I grinned.

We arrived at the concert pretty early so we got to hear them warm up and stuff. It was pretty cool hearing them start singing accapella working out all the bugs and problems.... it's hard to explain. Then when more people showed up Caryn and I decided to take our seats in the third row, I think. After about ten minutes or so AJ came out and began to warm up the crowd with "Brick House" and it got everyone really riled up. Then Nick came out and began to sing "All I Have to Give" and I for one have never heard so many girls scream in my entire life. After he had sung his little solo at the beginning the other fours boys preceded out onto the stage and began to sing. It was almost like heaven watching the five hottest guys singing and only being a couple of rows away!

Caryn suddenly stood up on her seat and began to wave wildly at them and surprisingly Howie and Brian waved back. She then reached down and gripped my shirt pulling me up onto my own seat. As she began to point at me I waved a bit and soon found my self blushing wildly. Soon after our little display the whole audience was standing up in their seats waving, singing, and dancing along to the music. I could tell we all probably looked really stupid.

An hour or so into the concert Brian announced that the next song was dedicated to `Adam & Caryn' which of course caused me and Caryn screamed wildly and jump up and down in our seats like crazy idiots.

"This is so goddamn cool!" I yelped out.

"Yeah isn't it?!" she screamed back.

The boys then began to sing "Quit Playing Games (With My Heart)" and I about died when I saw Brian singing to me. I think Caryn noticed too.

"Looks like you got yourself a fan!" she said nudging me,

"Oh be quiet! Your just jealous!" I said sticking my tongue out.

"Am I really?"

"Yep!"

"Why is that?"

"Because, I can get cute boys and you can't!"

Suddenly I felt a very large pain in the back of my head and I was headed towards the floor.

"Ow! Why'd you do that!" I yelped.

"Jealousy my foot! Ha ha ha!" was all Caryn said in reply.

Once the concert was over Caryn and I headed backstage (Howie gave us passes too!) and began to try and search for some of the boys to chat with. Caryn found Nick and just about ripped his clothes off and a reporter got it all on tape. I couldn't wait to see the headlines ` Savage Girl Attacks Backstreet Boy'. I sort of wandered around aimlessly until I spotted a familiar face in the crowd. Carson. Carson was here! I rushed over to him and gave him a big hug.

"Woah, dude, calm down." he said trying to push me off.

I released my grasp and he began to speak again, "Oh. It's you! `Sup man?"

"Not much. Caryn said you might be here."

"Well here I am. Plain old dorky me."

"You aren't dorky to me! You're the sexiest fucking guy I've ever seen in my entire life!" I yelled extremely too loud.

Carson cocked an eyebrow at me, "Oh.. Well.... um..... thanks..." he began to blush.

"Oh. My. God. What. An. Idiot. I. Am." I said slowly realizing what I just said.

"Hey, it's okay man. If girls can think I'm sexy you can too!" Carson said smiling, still red.

"Oh. My. God. What. An. Idiot. I. Am." I said yet again.

"Man, it's okay, really!" Carson said trying to reassure me.

"You probably want to go now don't you?" I said looking at my feet.

"No, I like you. You're different, You remind me of myself when I was your age... which wasn't that long ago." He said forcing out a laugh.... or whimper... I couldn't tell.

"Oh. Well.... I-I-I.... really do think you're sexy..." I said again.

"You're not too bad yourself," he said walking away and giving my butt a squeeze.

What was that all about?' I question myself about the "squeeze". Is he.. Gay?' I asked myself another unanswerable question, wasn't he with Love?' (Jennifer LOVE Hewitt)

I sort of mingled for the rest of the backstage party thing and was getting ready to leave when Carson approached me again, "I talked it over with my producers."

"Huh?" I asked stopping Caryn.

Carson waved to Caryn quickly before turning back to me again, "I got you a job on the show,"

"What?"

"TRL your on TRL. You have a job there now. Well you will have a job there. You want it?"

"What?!" this time I said it a bit louder.

"Do. You. Want. To. Work. With. Me. On. Total. Request?" he said slowly.

"Really?!" I stammered out

"Yeah _ really_," he said mocking me.

"I dunno, I was really planning on going to college and being a doctor or something," I said slowly.

Caryn pushed me forward and I fell into Carson. I shot a look back at her like death, and she just smiled.

"Okay, I'll take it." I said.

"Good. Welcome aboard!" he said closing his arms around me, I melted away from reality at that point.

--

The car ride back to Caryn's was mainly her shouting and spazzing about my job. I was quiet and kept to myself. Carson had given me his number and I wanted to call him so badly that I felt like I was going to puke. I think it was love...

--

We got home late, 12:00 AM or so, and I immediately ran to the portable phone and dialed.

"Hello?" a groggy voice answered on the other line.

"Is Carson there? This is Adam." I said back panting.

"Hey man `sup?" Carson said.

"Not much I just wanted to talk."

"Okay, what about?"

"When will you be able to book the Backstreet Boys again?" I blurted out.

"I dunno. Later?"

"N sync?"

"Next week." I gave myself a silent high five.

"Why? Do you like them too?" Carson asked.

"Hell yeah!"

"Whose your fav?"

"Justin or JC.. Mmmm....damn.." I moaned quietly.

"Whoa dude calm down..." Carson laughed at me, "You are something else."

"Can you meet me somewhere?"

"Sure where?"

"How about a dance club? Know of any?" I asked back.

"No. Why don't you just come over here. You have the address,"

"Okay!" I yelled

"Whoa..that was my ear," he laughed again.

"Oh sorry.,but I'll see you in a sec..."

"Okay see you in a sec," he said.

"Bye," I hung up quickly, grabbed my coat, and ran out the door.

Carson's apartment was cleaner than I thought it was and looked more like a house than anything. His couch was white and made of leather and he had a really big TV. Hah. Poor my ass. Carson came out in a white tee shirt and boxers.. I was quite surprised.

"Did I wake you?"

"Yeah, but that's okay. You want something?"

"No," I didn't want to seem rude.

He smiled at me and sat down beside me. I leaned my head on his shoulder and he put his arm around me.

"You always this friendly with your co-workers?" he laughed.

I just grinned and closed my eyes taking in his musk scent. Oh I loved it. We sat there like that until I fell asleep and Carson carried me to his bed. The stir woke me, but I pretended to be asleep. He was so sweet. A couple of minutes later he slipped into the bed and put his arm around me. We slept like that all night.

The next morning when I awoke, Saturday, he had made breakfast for me already. It was amazing I barely knew him and it seemed like we were meant for each other. He came in and sat down beside me patting me on the head.

"You better eat and get a move on. Your first day of work is in a couple of days." he said

"Yeah I guess," I sighed taking a bite of the eggs he fixed.

"Is it salvageable?" he asked.

"Actually it's very good, these are some of the best eggs I've ever had."

"I made them just for you" he said leaning over and kissing my forehead.

I looked up at him and into his baby blue eyes. So.. So beautiful. I leaned in and kissed him on his lips tasting every part of them. He wrapped his arms around me as I ran my fingers through his short hair. He forced his tongue inside my mouth and our two tongues intertwined for a long time. I pulled him down on top of me and I ran my hands down his back feeling his muscles. He pulled away.

"Common get a move on," he said braking away.

"Oh." I said regaining my mind.., "of course."

I continued eating, "I thought you were straight."

"I thought I was too!" he hollered from the other room. "Your the only guy I've fallen for."

"Liar" I said.

"It's true!'he yelped back at me

"Prove it." I said.

He came back to the bed room and stood in the door way, "fine" he murmured.

He pulled off his shirt baring his slightly hairy and medium toned chest. My cock was already raging. He walked over to me and strattled my torso. He worked his hands overtop of mine and brought them up onto his chest. I then took control and began to play with his little hairs and circled around his nipples. I outlined his muscles and his six pack with my finger slowly finding my way to his zipper. I undid it slowly and reached inside pleased with what I found. I took out his cock, nine inches, and began to rub the shaft slowly with my hand. He moaned slightly and jerked. It was his first time. I could tell. I then brought the head closer to my face and began to suck on it. I moved down the shaft, causing a shudder, and began to suck on each one of his hairy balls. They smelled sweet and tasted even better. I then worked my way back up to the head and began to suck on it. I took in about seven inches and began my work. I moved up and down going faster with each turn and using my tongue to lick the head and shaft as I worked. Carson was obviously horney long before this because he reached his peak soon and he shot his steamy cum into my mouth load after load. It tasted so good. After his `moment' Carson collapsed on the bed next to me and cuddled with me.

"That was awesome," he said his breathing staggered

"That's not even half of what I can do" I said a smile crossing my face.

We both fell asleep in each others arms after that and slept most of the day.

I woke up and Carson wasn't there, he must have gone out for a bit. I was almost glad he wasn't there as when I woke up I almost went insane. What had I just done? So fast. I had just given Carson Daly a blow job. Me? Me! Me. I barely knew him and he barely knew me and I was his first. It was scary. I was scared. I got up and ran out the door back to Caryn's house. She would know what to do..

--

"You fucked with your co-worker, let alone it was Carson, and you didn't know what to do so you ran?" she said.

"Yeah," I whimpered.

She came over and gave me a hug and that was it. I cried and cried. I didn't know how I was going to go to work with him on Monday, which was only two days away. I went to my little "Nick" shrine/room and cried to myself. The phone rang soon after that. I let it ring. I knew who it was and I didn't want to talk to him right now. Of course Caryn picked up after the fifth ring. She walked into my room and continued to talk on the phone and then said "Yeah he's here." I shot here a mean look and motioned I didn't want to talk, but she shoved the phone in my face.

"Hey man.. Why'd you run off?" he asked... he sounded like a girl over the phone.

"Hmmm,"

"Really? Is that why?" he said sarcastically.

"Look I don't think I can take that job," I stammered.

"Why? Because of what happened? We can forget about that if you want," he said soothingly.

"No... I'm supposed to be going to college... I was only supposed to stay here for a couple of weeks,"

"Well.... do what you want..... bye.."

"Bye?!" I yelled.

"Yeah bye," he hung up abruptly.

I mouthed the word `bye' for quite a while. It was weird that he went just like that. I mean really weird. Caryn walked into the room and asked me if everything was okay. Of course I told her yeah. Such a liar.

I phoned my parents after that and said I was going to stay in New York for a while longer. I told them two months and they barely agreed to it. I was lucky. I called Carson again after that, but I only got his answering machine. I left a short message and asked him to call so we could talk.

Of course he did call, later in the day though.(this day seems to be very long ;p) I just sort of moped around the house waiting for him to call back. We talked bull shit for a while and then I asked where he was all day long. His reply, "I was at Love's apartment. She's visiting up here for a bit,"

"Love?"

"Jennifer.. Ya know my girl friend? Right? You knew didn't you?"

"Yeah, but, I thought after what happened.. That.. You..."

"Did you talk to your parents about the show?" he interrupted my stammer.

"Sort of.... I can stay for another couple of months," I said flatly.

"You gonna stay at your friends house or do you need somewhere to stay?" he asked, as what seemed almost excited.

"No, I need to move out and give Caryn back her Nick shrine," I laughed.

"Nick shine?!" he blurted loudly before bursting into a steady laugh.

After we both regained control over ourselfs Carson spoke, "You wanna stay here?"

"Yeah!" I yelled into the phone.

I could tell he was smiling on the other end of the phone. I could just tell, "Well I'll come over and help you move."

"Cool.. See ya in a bit," I hung up quickly and then collapsed back onto my bed. I was in love. And this time I didn't feel like I had to puke.

Although nothing had been resolved in my little problem that I had, I was still very happy about it all. Some way or another I planned on taking Love's place and become Carson's boy. He came over like he said and we re-packed my stuff into my suitcase and I grabbed my mice. He laughed when I told him they were named Frick and Frack. He said I was obsessed in my own cute little way.

We arrived at his house around 8 pm as it was late when we decided to move all my stuff. I left Caryn a note that I was gone and I gave her Carson's number and to call if she wanted to talk. I put all my stuff in Carson's living room and he said I could sleep on the couch, alone, or in the bed, with him. I picked the bed, of course. I set my mice on top his TV and we decided it was late and wanted to sleep. I took my shower and afterwards crawled into the small bed. I wrapped myself in the blankets and once Carson finished his shower he got into the bed with me. He wrapped his arms around my chest and put his nose in my hair. I giggled and tried to sleep, but he wouldn't stop. He began licking the back of my neck and my ears, it felt great and it tickled too. I giggled again and then he worked his way thru' the covers and began licking my back down to my butt. He licked down to my crack and began rimming my ass. I suddenly had a hard on and was suddenly in great ecstasy. I moaned loudly as he began jamming his tounge in and out, it was like heaven. He stopped and I grunted to myself, he then rolled me over and began to kiss me pationatly and deeply. He forced his tongue in my mouth and it tasted sweet even though it had just been in my ass. He then kissed his way down to my abdomen and then to my crotch where he licked the shaft of my dick. Slowly he licked it up and down and I groaned with a great sound of pleasure in my voice.

"Oooh... common baby...... suck it...." I moaned out.

He took my advice and took my whole cock into his mouth focussing on the head. I was seconds away from blowing my load.

"Ah.. Ah!" I yelped as a surge so strong ran thru' my body.

Carson swallowed my cum, all five shots, and afterwards he kissed me softly on the lips, I could taste the jism he missed.

"I love you.." he said

He then returned his arms around my chest and I slept. I was tired. Too many questions. He loved me. No. He loved her. Not Me. Too little answers. I felt. I need sleep. Sleep wanted me. Sleep had it's way. It took me over.

ta da! The end for now.. If this does any good I guess I'll add more, as I have it planned out for a loooooooong time.. Hehe again E-mail me at moontuxj@hotmail.com.. See ya peoples later and god bless you if you made it thru' this whole story! Hehe